"The five elements are mutually generated and the five elements are mutually restrained. If you want to destroy this place, you must reverse the Yin and Yang on the array eye on the high platform. ⊥There is another point. If you destroy this place, you must activate the teleportation array so that you can go out."

"Telecommunication array?" Ying Ziyi asked in confusion.

"Reversal of the five elements of Yin and Yang, and the flow of time and space is disordered, and you will be randomly transmitted to a certain place in the Yin and Yang family.

Huh, Ying Ziyi looked back and saw that the long and long road was as dark as before. He returned to reality from the illusion, and everything just now seemed like a dream.

The nine-story high platform was right in front of you, and Ying Ziyi walked up the stairs step by step, putting the remaining chapter of the Supreme Lost Love Record in the stone pillar into his arms.

Ying Ziyi looked around and looked at the murals around leisurely. The content on them was not much different from what the old man said.

Ying Ziyi held the seal in both hands, and the golden light flowed, catching the Five Elements Magic Formation below.

In an instant, waves of gray and hazy objects surged up one by one on the magic circle. This was the resentment accumulated by the inheritor of Chiyou for thousands of years after he was sealed.

I'm sorry, what is this?

Ying Ziyi thought to himself, and there was a gust of wind in his ears. He opened his eyes again, and what he saw in front of him was indeed a fragment of that year.

In front of the magic circle, a middle-aged man in uniform held a seal in his hands, muttering words in his mouth, and the blue light overflowed from his fingers, like a vast ocean of water, spreading throughout the hall.

"You despicable Taoist people actually use these despicable means to lure us to this point..."

"Ling Fengzi, if you do such a terrible thing, you will definitely not die well..."

"Don't think that if we seal us here, the king's inheritance will be cut off. Sooner or later, our successors will come to find you and kill you..."

In the magic circle, there were some abuses, curses, or cold disdain, but the middle-aged man in the swearing world in front of the formation always had a calm face and was unmoved.

As the magic circle was running, the vitality of the people in the formation slowly disappeared, and in the end there was no sound. However, the powerful resentment stimulated by the power of flesh and blood came like a tsunami on the eve of the completion of the magic circle.

The Taoist robe waved his sleeves, and the light blue water curtain condensed in the void. Strangely, the overwhelming resentment encountered the thin layer of water curtain, which instantly dissipated, no longer as loud as before.

After the Taoist used his powerful means to suppress this shocking resentment, he couldn't even look at the magic circle in front of him. He shook his sleeves and turned around and left, leaving only one sentence.

"Ghosts and monsters, why are you afraid of those who come!"

The afterimage passed away, and the resentment that was suppressed by the Taoist hundreds of years ago was already much thinner at this moment. At least what Ying Ziyi saw now was that the haze was just like drizzle, sparse, no longer as loud as it was back then.

.........

"Since that's the case, why do you have to wait for five years?"

In the Yang Palace, Xiao Ling knelt on one knee on the ground and asked in confusion.

“These five years are not for you.”

Above the hall, the Yin-Yang family came from Donghuang Taiyi, two guardians and four elders were all complete.

The moon god stood on the high platform, only a little shorter than Donghuang Taiyi. She looked at Xiaoling, and her eyes showed disdain.

"These five years are not for you."

All the people present were talented and intelligent. Xiaoling quickly understood the meaning of the Moon God's words. The five spirits are mysterious, one yin and one yang. The Moon God wanted to use secret techniques to make the girl's cultivation level in the Mu tribe go up to a higher level.

"Where is my sister Xiaoyi?" Xiaoling asked.

"She is already dead. Five years ago, when you came here at all costs, your sister Xiaoyi was already dead." Xinghun looked at the person in front of him, and a joking look flashed in his eyes.

"No, it's impossible." Xiaoling said in pain.

Xinghun was proud to play with others, and then said, "She is still alive."

"Really!" Xiaoling's eyes flashed with hope.

"Hahaha! The Taoist Tianzong, who claims to be transcendent, cannot see through life and death."

Xiaoling finally understood that no matter what, he could no longer get the answer from these people. Since that was the case, he decided to welcome his due destiny.

Xiaoling stood up again and looked at the girl, with no doubt in her eyes.

"If I meet you again, I really hope I have a better choice."

The struggle between the two ended with one side's victory. The girl looked at the figure who finally fell into the sea of ​​fire, and a trace of sadness that ordinary people could not easily detect in her agile eyes.

"Don't be sad and sad, I will be separated, and I will be happy and I will be happy and I will be happy and I will be new to each other. We have been waiting for you for a long time, Shaosisheng."

On the high platform, the magnetic voice of Donghuang Taiyi sounded, resounding throughout the hall.

Boom boom boom.

The palace trembled and the stars were dim. This was the most important moment of the Yin-Yang family, but an accident suddenly happened.

There was a constant buzzing sound. No one in the palace except Donghuang Taiyi knew what had happened.

Everyone looked at Donghuang Taiyi. He was always unfathomable, and there was an anxiety in his tone at this moment.

"The five elders, the guardians on both sides, return to their original positions, appease their disciples, and guard the sects."

"Yes, Lord Donghuang."

Dashiming originally wanted to leave here and return to the Fire Department to guard it. But suddenly a wave of ripples appeared above his head. It was a magic circle. The patterns on it were very ancient, and even Dashiming didn't recognize it.

She looked up and saw a figure jumping from high and suddenly jumping out of the magic circle and falling down quickly.

"Oh, I'll go, where is this?"

Ying Ziyi shook his head and looked at the surroundings.

Oh, let me go, what's the situation? In the Yang Palace, the senior officials of the Yin-Yang Family, including Donghuang Taiyi, looked at him at this moment. Their figures that were about to leave also stopped.

"Why does it feel soft on your hands?" It was very soft and comfortable. Ying Ziyi pinched his hands twice. He looked down and saw an extremely charming woman being pressed on her body, and his hands were placed at her vital point.

The woman under her still had anger on her face, but she was suppressed by Ying Ziyi and could not move. Otherwise, the Grand Secretary would have broken Ying Ziyi into pieces.

"Misunderstanding and misunderstanding." Ying Ziyi rushed forward with a carp, jumped up from Da Siming's body, and moved to a safe distance.

Dasiming gasped and stood up, as if he had no intention of taking action for a while. Everyone was waiting for the order of Donghuang Taiyi.

"It was you who destroyed the sealing array in the palace?" Donghuang Taiyi's voice sounded, his voice was cold, neither sad nor happy.

I go, this random teleportation array is indeed a pitfall. Of course, Ying Ziyi will not admit it even if he kills him.

"Disciple doesn't know. I was practicing in Lingzhi Hall, but somehow I was dragged here?" Ying Ziyi said as if innocent.

"When will Taoist disciples dare to do so and not do it?" Xinghun said. At this moment, he and the moon god were standing in front of the platform where the Donghuang Taiyi stood, while the five elders were around Ying Ziyi.

"...!" Looking at the eyes of the people around, it seemed that they had already known their identities.

Sure enough, that stupid decent!

"Hahahaha!" Ying Ziyi laughed loudly, and suddenly said with great righteousness: "That's right, that's what I have broken. Your Yin-Yang family poisons creatures, and all the righteous people in the world can be punished."

When Ying Ziyi said this, he felt a little nervous. After all, such shameless words cannot be said naturally by any villain.

"You are seeking death!" A trace of murderous intent flashed across Xinghun's face.

"The mantis stalks the cicada, and the oriole is behind. A good method." The moon god's purple lips moved slightly. Although he was admiring in his words, the coldness on his face was unsolvable at all.

"Who are you?"

"I am a disciple of the Taoist sect. My name is Wangqing, and my common name is Hao Ren." Ying Ziyi stood with his hands behind his back, looking quite afraid of danger, and wanted to attract hatred for the Taoist sect.

"Save your life." Donghuang Taiyi's voice sounded, undoubtedly showing his attitude to everyone.

"It turns out that I want to keep a living! It scared me." Ying Ziyi patted his chest. At this moment, the image he had established before disappeared.

While everyone was stunned, Ying Ziyi's figure suddenly surged. In an instant, he crossed the encirclement of the five elders and headed straight forward.

And ahead of him was the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, the Moon God and the Star Soul.

Is he crazy? This thought flashed through Xinghun's heart.

A bloodthirsty murderous intent emerged, and his hands gathered energy into a blade. Looking at Ying Ziyi who was rushing towards him, he was about to come forward.

The moon god took the lead. She formed seals with her hands, and the dragon's energy overflowed, turning into cold lights, filling the palace. The moon god's Yin-Yang Technique has reached a very high level of attainment, and indifferently, it has turned the entire Rasedo into her illusion.

The so-called illusion, which acts on the five senses, can reflect all the most secret things in people's hearts.

Damn, do you think your brother is a young man? Ying Ziyi smiled and he had been fooled once in the Luosheng Palace. How could he be the second time at this moment?

The moon god saw that in the illusion, Ying Ziyi, who was in the sea of ​​purgatory fire, suddenly raised the corner of his mouth slightly.

The illusion suddenly changed. It was in a rain of corpse mountain and arrows. The vast sky was stained with blood from the earth, and it was boundless. Wolf smoke and beacon were rising, and Qin flags were waving. Solemn sadness filled the world. If you were in it, you would probably not have to have to be in the nine levels of purgatory.

A carriage was galloping rapidly on the road, and behind him was a group of Qin cavalry chasing.

As he was about to be caught up, the guards guarding the carriage turned around and fought with the Qin cavalry behind him.

Both sides ended up losing both sides, but in the end, a Qin cavalry threw out the long spear in his hand, hitting the wheel of the carriage.

The carriage flipped, and the person in the car struggled to squirm out of it, stretched out one hand, trying to grab a box not far ahead. It can be seen that the person in the car seemed to be very important to see this box.

"Enough!" Dong Huangtai shouted angrily, and the illusion disappeared instantly.

"This is..." Everyone woke up, and everyone's eyes looked at the moon god.

The moon god who was unknowingly caught up, reflected a past in his heart into the illusion.

"Interesting and interesting!" Xinghun said in his heart, glanced at the confused moon god, and then looked at Ying Ziyi, who was sneering three feet away.

The moon god just wanted to introduce that Taoist disciple into the illusion, but was counterattacked and exposed the secrets in his heart.

This disciple of the Taoist sect is not simple.
To be continued...